Valentine's Day

I know this is actually very narcissistic, but I can't wait until Valentine's Day.

The thing is, I am COMPLETELY in love with the little trinket I made for my dearest and I suppose it's quite like how Kiwii once said, "I'm giving my boyfriend this painting. That's really hard to do. Like... I think I might cry. Giving pieces of art away is liking ripping off a piece of my soul and giving it to someone." I love what it was that I made (I cannot reveal until the 14th, you see) but it's something I made to give. It's not something I can keep. I am looking very much forward to giving it to Michael. It's also a little scary because there's the slightest chance he might not want it. ((I know that his repute to this will be 'But I couldn't hate it! It was made by you!'))

I'm looking forward for Valentine's Day not because I am waiting for it come as a holiday but because I'm looking forward to rip out a piece of myself and give it to my love.

Note: I know I said I was thinking of writing a story FOR Valentine's Day. And I might. I just ah... need to have free time to do that. I'm nearly finished the trinket for Michael, but I still have a lot of things to do to it all the same. And then besides that, I'd have to write the story. I know what the story will be (originally I had no clue, but my gift is actually very good to use as the subject).

And yes, I will be posting photos of what I made.